π π₯ π Planted tulip bulbs in the backyard today, knees muddy, hands earthy, imagining their spring explosion of color. Gardening feels like betting on tomorrow's beauty, one seed at a time.
πΌ π° π» π§³ πͺ π Scoured flea markets for quirky finds: a vintage typewriter, mismatched teacups. Each item holds a history I can only guess at, adding whimsy to my space.